Time bomb

Hello.
We're now at Thursday. This week passed faster than the last. That doesn't make much sense at all, I know.

My suede shoes got ruined by the rain today. I didn't quite mind, though.
Come to think of it, I don't think I quite mind anything at all.

I dreamt that I died the night before.
It wasn't quite as upsetting as it was disappointing for me to discover my death... I had always thought I would live a long life.
Now death isn't as taunting as it were to me before... but the emptiness that comes after seems pretty dreary.
I don't want to die, just yet.

My wisdom tooth has a mind of its own.
I'm gonna have to go get my gums cut open and and the little pest ripped out soon.. ):